So, the end of my trip. I drove to the airport, turned in the rental car, intact this time, and flew home. It’s hard to believe it’s been three weeks.
I slept the whole way home. Dramamine. This guy took me to find my car in the Atlanta Airport parking lot.
I got in the car and pulled right out and straight into oncoming traffic. I swerved off immediately. After three weeks driving on the left…
I got a room and got a night’s sleep before I headed up the mountain to home. By morning I knew where I was and drove on the right side of the road again.